All Chapters of My Contract Billionaire Husband: Chapter 111 - Chapter 119

ALINA’S POVThe hairs on her nape were standing, the chill in her bones. As she walked down the hallways, she could feel the pairs of eyes on her. They were either murmuring or giggling as she walked by. She ran a hand along the length of her elbow to warm herself.She didn’t think that they could be this cold. She located her seat and breathed a sigh of relief but stopped short when she realised a brown liquid was sitting on it. It reeked of coffee. She stepped closer to her cubicle to find her things spawned in every corner there was. There was a paper with the word “BITCH” written on it in bold capital letters. The strokes were so deep it was filled with hatred.She heard giggles around her but ignored it. She didn’t fight it; she got to work to tidy up her things. Thankfully, they were too scatterbrained to realise that her bag was there. She picked up all the trash and discarded Post-it notes that had decorated her desk in one swoop. She wiped the coffee stain off and sat down, g

MICHEAL’S POV“It’s nothing short of a miracle. Your results show a significant decrease in the cancer cells,” the older man clad in a white lab coat said as he smiled, adjusting his glasses multiple times at the bridge of his nose in disbelief.Micheal was in deep disbelief as well.The past week had been filled with lots of peace, and he hadn’t had a nosebleed in the whole week.Alina was good for him.He was happier, and even his health showed that too.As he left the doctor’s report, his entire thoughts were filled with how to make Alina stay even longer with him and be closer to him.“Are you alright, sir?” Donald adjusted the driver’s seat before turning the key in the ignition.Micheal shook out of his internal musings.“What do you say about making Alina my personal assistant?” He blurted out randomly.“But I’m your personal assistant,” Donald commented, sadness filling his voice.MIcheal realised what he had said.“No, no, no, that’s not what I meant. I mean a domestic person

ALINA’S POV“Micheal, I don’t want to be your assistant. “Whatever that means,” she said, stomping her feet as she stood firm, facing him for the second time that week with the dreaded folder lying open in front of her.She placed her hands on either side of her hips, staring defiantly at him.He just stared at her with a bemused smile.“Look, you can take this contract now and spare us all this hassle of you going back and forth because, best believe it, I won’t stop until I get you to sign this contract. You do know how persistent I can be, don’t you?” He said with a sly smirk playing on his lips as he reclined majestically back into his seat.“Well, I’m not quitting either. I can't have you dictate what happens in my life. I’m content where I’m working. I don’t want the promotion; why don’t you understand that?” she responded.“No.” He replied firmly.He leaned closer to his desk and pressed a button on the answering machine.It beeped before he talked.“Donald, come in here,” he i

ALINA’S POVShe tossed and turned in bed as the memory of that day came into play over and over. Abruptly, she shot out of bed with a startle.Seeing the house earlier today had her guts tied in knots. She couldn’t physically fathom getting into that house. That’s where she had lost a part of herself that she would never get back.It took great difficulty, but she had to force herself to sleep.The next morning as she tossed and turned her scrambled eggs across the plate, dread filled her entire system. She had to go to work at two o’clock to pick up her things. She didn’t know what her job would entail. She had a habit of not reading through the contracts first before signing, and that’s what got her trapped in this mess in the first place.“What’s wrong?” Her mother’s voice broke through her internal musings.She let out a tired sigh.“Nothing major. I’ve just been promoted to Personal Assistant level.” She responded vaguely.Her mother’s eyes narrowed into slits as she eyed her sk